The spell's range covers the entire territory of China? Hand it over to the state.

The spear came too fast, exceeding the limits of visual perception.

The spear flew silently, its inherent rules erasing all sound. Gungnir, the infallible spear in Norse mythology, is destined to hit its mark once thrown. This is a power at the level of causality.

Old Wang did not turn around.

The god of war, who had just been suppressing Zeus, sensed a deadly threat coming from behind him in that instant.

"clang!"

A sharp metallic clang rang out over the capital.

There was no earth-shattering energy wave, but everyone watching this scene through the screen felt their heart skip a beat.

The blood-stained scythe in Old Wang's hand was now held behind his back, firmly wedging the long spear infused with runes. The spear tip was less than an inch from Old Wang's heart, its sharpness piercing through his black iron armor and drawing beads of blood from his hardened body.

"Is this what they call the God-King?"

Old Wang turned his head to the side. Although he had no pupils, everyone could sense a mocking tone. "A sneak attack?"

"All warfare is based on deception."

From the void, a one-eyed old man draped in a deep blue cloak slowly emerged. Two ravens perched on his shoulders, his hand still poised to throw. Odin, the father of the Norse gods, showed no embarrassment at a failed ambush, only the cold cunning of a seasoned schemer.

"And it didn't even stop it," Odin added casually.

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of blood mist suddenly exploded from Old Wang's arm, which was gripping the sickle. Although the sure-hit effect attached to the spear was blocked, the force penetrated his body.

At the same time, the temperature suddenly rose.

The clouds, shattered by the great battle, were now completely burned away, erased from the material world. A magnificent golden ship tore through the void, its prow bearing the eagle-headed, humanoid figure of Ra, who didn't even bother to glance at the battlefield below.

He simply pressed the miniature sun in his palm downwards.

"Sizzle—"

The Five Thunder Cage constructed by Zhang Daoxuan, which was originally electrifying Zeus, was instantly melted by the high temperature.

The high temperature distorted the magnetic field, causing the originally stable Five Elements Divine Thunder to start erratically.

"Ugh..." Zhang Daoxuan groaned, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth, the Thunderlight Sword in his hand flickering. Water can extinguish fire, but a cup of water poured into a steel furnace will only be instantly vaporized.

"Is this the essence of the East?"

Zeus was finally freed.

The Greek god-king now looked wretched; his magnificent armor was tattered, his hair was singed, and his body was covered in cuts and electric shocks. But the expression on his face had become even more ferocious, clearly enraged.

He flew back into the sky, forming a triangle with Odin and Ra, looking down at the three old men below.

"Three mortal beings, borrowing a bit of the power of the dead, think they can turn the world upside down?"

Zeus wiped the blood from his face and grinned menacingly, "You had a good time, didn't you? Now, I want to have some fun too."

The situation reversed instantly.

The fact that the chief gods of the three major pantheons joined forces was unprecedented in the history of Earth.

Odin sealed off space and causality, Ra used high temperatures to drain the oxygen and moisture from the air, and Zeus reassembled destructive thunder.

This is not a simple addition, but a comprehensive strangulation at the rule level.

They could overpower Zeus in a three-on-one fight, but in a three-on-three fight, they were no match for him.

"Cough cough..."

Old Wang swayed, and his solid black armor began to turn transparent. After all, he was only human, and enduring this level of possession by a heroic spirit and engaging in high-intensity combat had already pushed his bodily functions to the limit.

"Little Su..." Old Wang didn't turn around, but switched the sickle to his left hand. The broken bone in his right hand pierced his skin, but he seemed not to feel it. "These three old geezers are a bit tough. If we old bones fight it out, we can probably hold them off for another three to five minutes."

Zhang Daoxuan straightened his back again, took out a golden talisman in his hand, and said resolutely, "Three to five minutes is enough! I will risk my life today to open the altar and invite the Ancestral Master to descend to the mortal realm. As long as I can take one person with me, it will be a worthwhile effort!"

Even Old Li, who had been waving his fan the whole time, stopped smiling and pointed his fan at the sky, seemingly calculating some kind of mutually assured destruction formation.

They were prepared to fight to the death.

Because behind them lay the capital, the Longxia Empire. They had nowhere to retreat.

The atmosphere in the command center was oppressive.

Alarms blared incessantly, and on the screen, three supreme deities were preparing a strike powerful enough to flatten the entire capital.

"An extremely high-energy reaction has been detected!"

"Divine power wavelengths overlap! They're about to unleash a powerful attack!"

"Interception system paralyzed! Physical attacks ineffective!"

The crowd's expressions grew increasingly grim. The initial fervor of "man can conquer nature" seemed to be rapidly cooling in the face of such an overwhelming disparity in power.

Only one person remained seated.

Su Yun looked at the screen, at the three old men who were preparing to fight to the death, and tapped his fingers lightly on the table of the control panel.

"Fight to the death?"

Su Yun suddenly spoke, his tone calm, "This is nothing, and you're already risking your life?"

He stood up.

"Old Wang, Old Zhang, Old Li. Inviting the gods is a cultural export of Longxia. Now that we've finished exporting our culture, it's time to move on to another specialty."

He looked at the three gods on the screen.

My finger hovered over the last skill.

The system panel was refreshing rapidly in front of him.

[Host's intention detected...]

The skill "Iron Torrent" is being unleashed...

[Judging in progress... The talent "Territory is Territory" has intervened.]

[Approved. Current coverage area: the entire territory of China.]

[Skill level detected as too low, unable to match current range and enemy divinity intensity... Extracting historical essence...]

[Connecting to the spirit of the First Five-Year Plan, the inextinguishable flame of the Daqing Oilfield, the backbone of the nation's "Two Bombs, One Satellite" program, and the boundless computing power of the "World Factory"... is reshaping the concept...]

[Skill mutation complete.]

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[Realistic Marble - Steel Forge (Unlimited Military)]

[Description: Who says flesh and blood are the only path to the altar? Here, chimneys are thriving jungles, gears are beating hearts, and engine oil is flowing blood. This is the collective will of 1.4 billion people, a steel torrent called "industrialization." Divine miracles require chanting, but we only need an uninterrupted assembly line.]

[Effect 1: Matter Reconstruction (Military Propulsion). Within the designated area, instantly replicate and deliver all conventional/advanced industrial weapons (such as the Type 99A tank, J-20 fighter jet, and Dongfeng series aircraft) from the host's perception with minimal energy consumption. There is no limit to the number, until it overwhelms the opponent's perception dimension.]

[Effect Two: The Production Line Never Dies. After any summoned creature is damaged, its remains will be instantly absorbed by the domain and recycled, reshaped into a completely new form within seconds. As long as the industrial foundation of Dragonxia Land remains undiminished, this firepower coverage will never have a cooldown.]

[Effect 3: Equality of All Beings (Law). The logic of "Truth Only Exists Within Range" is enforced within the domain. All extraordinary defenses (divine shields, runes) will experience exponentially increased damage rates when subjected to saturation attacks.]

[Current cost: 500 mana (already deducted). Maintenance cost: 0 (compensated by the national power grid, energy reserves, and free-floating ley line energy due to the "All land under heaven belongs to the king" characteristic).]

[Note: "Sir, times have changed. Want to take us on one-on-one? First, ask the 100,000 factories behind me that are roaring day and night if they'll allow it."]

"Three seniors, please take a rest."

Su Yun said softly, "The battle ahead will not rely on flesh and blood, but on industry."

As he pressed his finger down.

"Buzz—!!!"

A muffled sound suddenly exploded between heaven and earth.

That wasn't thunder, nor was it an explosion.

That's a steam whistle.

It is a steam whistle sound unique to the heavy industrial era, representing the start of operation of massive machines.